Thinking that these paladins and paladins are almost there, the Muses don't think it would be a good thing to be caught by them, these guys who only have holy light in their minds will definitely not let go of anything evil in their eyes!

And that's exactly what happened!

When the evil will of that false god came, the huge and evil aura brought by it was not at all something that could be concealed if he wanted to! The moment he descended on this evil stronghold, the people within a radius of 100 meters of the slum, whether they were walking, fighting, mating, or sleeping, directly rolled their eyes and fainted!

Dangdangdang –

The Temple of the Holy Light, located in the temple area outside the city of Dara, is made of white marble and resplendent throughout.

And now, on the highest tower of the temple, a large bell with a golden glow suddenly and automatically sounded a bright bell without wind!

The bell didn't sound loud, but it magically pierced through the walls and spread to every corner of the Temple of the God of Light, so that everyone in the Temple of the God of Light could hear it clearly, even if he was doing penance in the secret room!

Hearing the sound of the bell of this sacred bell, which was regarded as a holy relic, one by one, no matter what they were doing, the priests, the holy warriors, and the paladins immediately knelt down on one knee and prayed sincerely!

As they prayed sincerely, the power of faith was visibly poured into the handsome and gorgeous statue of the God of Light standing in the center of the Temple of Light, making the golden light lingering on it even more brilliant.

And then, the idol seemed to come to life, and the eyes that were originally dull and without divine light suddenly became smart, and it was actually a wisp of divine thought from the god of holy light!

In the golden holy light lingering, those golden eyes turned slightly, looking in the direction of the evil will of the false gods outside the city!

His handsome face became colder and colder, and a thought spread:

"Evil that tries to stain the glory of the gods!"

"Is it because our prestige is no longer in the eyes of evil?"

"O my devotees, the glory of the gods will not be allowed to be defiled!"

"Go, wash away their sins with their blood and their lives!"

Then, this wisp of divine thought disappeared very simply, and the idol of this god of holy light changed back to its original appearance, but the golden holy light that lingered on it seemed to dim a little!

Squeak –

With the sound of the door being pushed, Bishop Clayter, dressed in the official bishop's attire and wearing a crown set with a large ruby, and holding a scepter made entirely of silver in his left hand, walked out of the temple.

He looked at the priests in the hall of the temple who were still kneeling on one knee and praying sincerely, nodded in satisfaction, and spoke:

"My lord has sent down an oracle!"

"Filthy wickedness has appeared where the glory of our Lord cannot reach!"

"Now, gather the priests, paladins, and paladins and let us go and cleanse us of the evil that our Lord has instructed!"

The priests, who had silently received the order, saluted a sacrament to Bishop Clayte, and hurried out to begin their preparations.

Moments later, a procession of priests, paladins, and paladins appeared in front of the Temple of Light, and Bishop Clay rode on a tall horse and swooped down on the slums outside the city!

The huge movement even disturbed all the inhabitants along the way!

And those "rats" who acted in the middle of the night, when they saw this scene, they quickly retracted into their "rat holes", otherwise these murderous holy warriors would not mind having an evil revenant under their men!

An old and frail bartender silently blew out the candle that he lit to check the movement outside, and exclaimed, "I don't know what provoked this group of crazy people!"

"Someone is destined to have no sleep tonight!"

At the same time, outside the evil stronghold in the ghetto.

Shortly after the muse fled, a figure covered in a heavy gray mist appeared, looking at the open gate of the stronghold and the corpses everywhere,

A cold, shrill voice rang out: "These useless things!"

"It's a shame that my lord has given you so many favors!

"Hmph! My lord's plan cannot be lost!"

"It looks like it's going to be dormant for a while, so I need to quickly notify my lord's followers to transfer!"

A yin wind blew, and this person disappeared directly without knowing how to do it!

And after a while, Bishop Clay led the team belatedly, he looked at the scene in front of him, couldn't help frowning, and with a wave of one hand, the team of holy warriors behind him was directly lit up with all kinds of divine brilliance, and rushed straight in!

Soon, the feedback made Bishop Clayter's face more and more ugly, and he shouted with a cold face: "What! are all dead!?"

"There's also a demon's corpse here!?"

"Damn, the priests hurry up and completely purify this place, these evil corpses must all be purified!"

"There must be more evil hidden in this place!

"Be sure to complete the oracle of my lord!"

With Bishop Clayter's loud command, groups of priests and paladins dispersed, and they directly kicked open the door of the nearby low shanty with a blank face, and began to search directly, regardless of whether there was anyone inside.

A large number of cries suddenly came and went, and occasionally someone who wanted to resist was directly put down by the paladins and thrown onto the passage to wail on the cold, muddy, and sewage ground!

And the gangs hidden in the slums will certainly not tolerate their lair being wantonly searched by the holy warriors, they know that according to their own actions, there will be absolutely no good results in falling into the hands of these priest paladins, it is better to go straight to work!

A large number of conflicts broke out for a while, plunging the ghetto into an astonishing chaos!

And the muse who started all this has already sneaked back to his room in the manor outside the city of Dera!

This time, the muse was also not lightly injured, and when he dodged the attack, he got covered in dust all over his body, and scratched several wounds. Not only is it embarrassing, but there is a dull pain in the limbs and body, most likely from internal injuries!

Although Muse also urgently treated his various injuries before returning to the manor, and there is no major problem now, a period of cultivation is absolutely inevitable!

Putting away the tattered robe and all kinds of spell materials, the muse washed his face with the water from the water tray in the room, and poured it directly on the soft bed.